That Four Letter Word
I was talking to a friend a while ago, and he suggested that i write a blog on love. I asked, "what about love?" Well, he replied that it's totally up to me.
I don't really know where to start or how to handle such a broad topic, so i suppose i'll just think and type at the same time.
I googled the word love and received 117, 000, 000 hits. I decided to see what Yahoo! had to say, and that engine came up with 192, 000, 000 hits. Then i clicked on the definition of love, and one of the meanings listed is: "A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness." Hmmm...
Now, i can't really say much about love because i don't really think that i am qualified yet. But then again, how can anyone not be qualified when there are no qualifications required. I mean, everyone has a right to say what they want about love right? And no one can tell you that you're wrong when it comes to love because well, it's love...it's a feeling, it's subjective, it's personal. Nonetheless, at this point in time, i don't think i will attempt to say much on this issue, but i'll come back to it some time in the future, perhaps when i have something of more substance to share.
Love is a broad issue...one of the things that contributes most to making life complicated. Many of the shades of pink are different expressions of love, towards various things and, or people. Whenever you pick up a teen magazine or a newspaper, many times you come across articles where the writer attempts to talk about love. As always, they will point out how love is something that can't be described, can't be put into words, can't be explained. Well, guess what? They are right.
You know, while thinking about love, a song popped into my head. 'All About Love' is written by Steven Curtis Chapman. The song is actually running through my head now...
I googled the word love and received 117, 000, 000 hits. I decided to see what Yahoo! had to say, and that engine came up with 192, 000, 000 hits. Then i clicked on the definition of love, and one of the meanings listed is: "A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness." Hmmm...
Now, i can't really say much about love because i don't really think that i am qualified yet. But then again, how can anyone not be qualified when there are no qualifications required. I mean, everyone has a right to say what they want about love right? And no one can tell you that you're wrong when it comes to love because well, it's love...it's a feeling, it's subjective, it's personal. Nonetheless, at this point in time, i don't think i will attempt to say much on this issue, but i'll come back to it some time in the future, perhaps when i have something of more substance to share.
Love is a broad issue...one of the things that contributes most to making life complicated. Many of the shades of pink are different expressions of love, towards various things and, or people. Whenever you pick up a teen magazine or a newspaper, many times you come across articles where the writer attempts to talk about love. As always, they will point out how love is something that can't be described, can't be put into words, can't be explained. Well, guess what? They are right.
You know, while thinking about love, a song popped into my head. 'All About Love' is written by Steven Curtis Chapman. The song is actually running through my head now...
We've got CD sets and videos, radio and TV shows
Conferences, retreats and seminars
We've got books and magazines to read on everything from A to Z
And a web to surf from anywhere we are
But I hope with all this information buzzing through our brains
That we will not let our hearts forget the most important thing
Is love, love, love, love, love
It's all about love, love, love, love, love
Everything else comes down to this
Nothing any higher on the list than love
It's all about love
Now they're fighting in the middle east
And they're fighting down on Seventh Street
And there are fights in my own house on given days
It's like something's lurking deep inside
Can't seem to be satisfied
But life was not meant to be lived this way
'Cause it's true for every man and woman
Every boy and girl
That our only hope for living here together in this world
Is love, love, love, love, love
It's all about love, love, love, love, love
Everything else comes down to this
Nothing any higher on the list than love
This is the reason we were made
To know the love of our Creator
And to give the love He's given us away
Yeah, the Maker, and the Father, and the God of everything
He says to love, love, love
He says love, love, love
Love, love, love
'Cause after all, it's all about love
Gods says love, love, love, love, love
It's all about love, love, love, love, love
Everything else comes down to this
Nothing any higher on the list than love'
Cause after all, it's all about love
That's right, yeah
It's all about, yea yea
It's all about
All about love, love, love, love, love
It's all about love, love, love
After all don't you know?
That it really all comes down to love
After all don't you know that
Gonna tell you what it's all about, yeah
Yeah, it's all about love
Yeah, it's all about love, yeah
It's all about love,
Love, love, love
Note to everyone: Does anyone have anything to say about love? Feel free to share...
Ps: There are two Italian food restaurants that i'm waiting to check out in 1 Utama (a local mall), and i might just grow to love the food there...hint hint!
posted by daenielle @ 12:48 PM
5 Comments:
firstly, I linked u to my site, hope you dont mind :)
and as for "love" i leave a quote -
"It is with true love as with ghosts and apparitions: every one talks of it, and scarcely any one has seen it."
from the french moralist and writer;
François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld
And he was only too true...
Many would think its glee, others think its woe but I think its peace that few ever find
quassee says:
love... is too difficult to pin down.
it's something that would feel so natural and comfortable and at the same time it would give you butterflies in your stomach with excitement and anticipation...
... whether it's something or some place or that special someone, every love affair is unique and unexplainable!
aaahhhh.... i *love* bitter dark chocolate :)
Just a comment... Daenielle, as you said there is no way to pin down LOVE; as it is personal.. What you could do is speak of it from your own perspective. Like how you felt towards the first boy u liked... Or how u feel towards the guy you like now, or you can observe people around you, mainly your parents; see how they interact with eachother after all the years of marriage..is that love?? Love is in the eye of the beholder?? haha.. Well anyway nice stuff!! Love reading your blog..
Apocalyptic Seraph,
I have no problem with you linking my site to yours...thanks.
Also, thank you for your quote on love. It leaves us all with something to think about.
quassee,
Very well said. Your love for bitter, dark chocolate would be equal to my passion for Italian food. I'm glad we understand each other.
anonymous,
Yes, there are many types of love, and love towards a variety of things, people, situations, places, etc.
I feel that in my blog, i do sometimes express love towards certain topics. From loving the country of red, white and green, to the love i have for my friends, and so on...
I suppose there are certain topics that i have not touched yet, such as the guy i like, etc. Well, i will do that in time...at the right time, when i'm ready. Such people have a very precious place in my heart.
Well, i'm glad to hear that you enjoy reading my blog. I have to say that i enjoy writing it, and hearing that people like you enjoy reading it is all the more encouraging. Thanks!
A comment on love.
I believe that when you truly love something or someone, you would do anything for it or them.
My mother is a good example of loving someone so much, that she would do anything for them. She is married to my father and has been for 16 years as of June 23, 2005. She has been with him for 23. She knew from the start of the relationship, that he was a cheater. My dad has always cheated on my mom and she has stayed with him through all of it. Everyone has told her many times just to make herself happy and divorce him, even my siblings. Everytime they tell her to divorce him, she breaks down crying and says she can't live without him because she loves him so much it hurts. She does truly love him and she's not leaving.
One of my friends is a good example of loving something so much she would do anything for it. She loves dolls, not just any dolls, Barbie dolls. Ever since she was 4, she has collected them. She would save up her allowence every week which was only $5. The average collectible doll was around $40. She has over $50,000 worth of Barbie dolls. When she didn't have the money to buy a new doll, she would find any type of work, wether it was babysitting or even prostituting herself for money. I told her that there was no reason that she would go as far as that just for a doll. She would always tell me that she loved dolls so much and she would do anything to have every single one. Good news is, she doesn't prostitute herself out anymore.
Love is a weird feeling and you would do almost anything to have it.
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